Here are a few of our favorite Kurts.
Arnold returns -- but do we still need him?
The joys of DIY filmmaking persist in Son of Rambow
At this year's fest, there were some curveballs and at least one knucklehead
Another sequel, another chance for Rocky to persevere for America
Nacho's funnier than Napoleon, which isn't sayin' much
Senses are overloaded
at And/Or, the new gallery
on the block
Kenny Loggins and Jimmy Messina saw the '80s differently. On their reunion tour, the duo finally meets halfway.
Eastwood's latest Baby proves he's still a money player
Laws of Attraction is so generic it oughta be illegal
It's the Spy Kids in 3-D, but where are Mom and Dad?
More square than Rounders, our columnist finds new friends who'll take his poker money
Grow a good time
At last, the USA Film Festival is back under the influence
Would-be auteur Mars Callahan stumbles on a Rocky road
Can two new clubs and a restaurant kick-start the nightlife in downtown Dallas?
Ron Jeremy lives the Porn Star fantasy, but it's not enough
Is he a writer, director, actor or...sex symbol? Um, yes--and more
Vertical Limit isn't a "relationship" flick--it's a numbing Die Hard on ice
Michelle Rodriguez puts the grrr into the bludgeoning Girlfight
Basic Instinct author crawls up Bill Clinton's pants and hangs on tight
Heat of the Night and Hurricane director needs a balance
Sandra Bullock goes to rehab, and reality goes out the window
Southpaw's look at a poor Irish scrapper highlights a worthy subject but lacks technique and punch
Go Inside the Actor's Studio -- and never return
Play It to the Bone prances, staggers, then goes down for the count
Arnold returns to fight Satan -- aw, to hell with it
Alaska hockey romp is a successful mix of sweetness and irreverence
As the Hong Kong movie industry collapses, scads of Chinese filmmakers and actors are landing big jobs in Hollywood
A way underground film with a cast of millions!
Jackie's latest trots out some familiar moves while avoiding traffic problems
This indie film sends us in a pansexual, Fassbinder-like direction
Are bad-boy lawyers Bill Brewer and John Bickel building a bridge to Dallas' minority communities, or trying to sell them one?
Stallone seeks, but doesn't find, redemption in Cop Land
Stallone's acting ability sees a little Daylight, but the film's still a wreck
Or: Rock and roll isn't dead, it just doesn't smell bad
How obscure Texas actor Matthew McConaughey won the lead in Grisham's next big Hollywood thriller, A Time to Kill
Desperado is a shallow but thrilling ride
Pauly Shore, the crown prince of Valley Dudes, ponders the secret of his success